As debut singles go, the first offering from [CULTUREINDUSTRY] on Static Caravan does notably well at giving its listeners the willies whilst barely batting an eyelid, so better fear for your (and their) sanity when then look like they’re struggling. Having recruited former musicians from both The Others and Hope Of The States, hauled themselves around at gigs and club nights (hi there, Don’t Piss On The Fish) and got themselves into the mighty Sick Room Studios, the group are now honed enough to ably imprint their fear and loathing onto wax. The bizarrely- (but also uncomfortably-) titled ‘DJ Ascetic Loves Himself Badly’ sprawls about in a desolate but enthralling manner, with melodically matter-of-fact tone and unfolding guitar lines, like Radiohead’s ‘My Iron Lung’ stretched mozzarella-style over an intense (but not stark) post-everything moodscape. Other ‘A-side’ ‘The Recognitions’, meanwhile, places the bar even higher up when it comes on like a severely bloodshot Joy Division wrapping themselves in a slow anaconda action around Mark E Smith’s notebook, all growling and snarling lyrics about American architecture and terrestrial television set upon piercingly low basslines and feedback with an aural-hallucinatory bent. Advanced already, it seems.

Don’t have nightmares.